Today I revisited a trail I had not hiked in 20 years. The last time I was on this climb to Hawksbill, I had baby Logan on my hip. He was about 2 years old and walking like a fiend! So I would put him down to walk for awhile, then carry him for awhile when those little chubby legs got tired. 🙂
I started from the upper Hawksbill parking lot, then after visiting the view at the top, looped down to lower Hawksbill, around on the AT, then up again on the Salamander trail. Nice loop! And Sidekick Pauli made three summits this weekend!! Mary’s Rock, Loft Mountain, and Hawksbill – good job, doggie!
Coming around on the AT I ran into “JustSue” setting up a table of Trail Magic for the thru-hikers at Hawksbill Gap. Trail Magic in the form of ham sandwiches, Little Debbie’s and other delights. I didn’t have anywhere to be very fast, so I stopped and chatted with “JustSue”. She had her grandson helping her but he had run off down the trail somewhere so at the moment it truly was just Sue! Sidekick Pauli also enjoyed meeting JustSue, but was ready to move after a bit, so we said our goodbyes and sidled on down the trail. I left her in good spirits and was able to pass the joy to thru-hikers coming down the trail. “TRAIL MAGIC AHEAD!!!”
I love this section of the AT. The rocks are beautifully adorned with fern, succulents, and other wildflowers. The talus slopes (think rock slides) made me a little nervous with Pauli along and no hiking poles. Thought I would have trouble negotiating through, but nope! We got through like champs, we did!
Arriving at the intersection of the Salamander trail, a great rock awaited us providing a lovely spot for lunch. With the added benefit of being able to lighten the load in the pack before climbing up to Hawksbill again! 🙂 Ever the opportunist.
One more look at the summit of Hawksbill, then back to the car we go!
We timed the route around and back to the car just right. Plop…plop…plop, ping, plop, ping, plop, ppppppppplopitypingpingplopplopplop…deluge! Sidekick Pauli is amazing at getting me back to the car before it rains! We were high and dry! Not so for many other sorry folks I saw dragging themselves back to cars parked too far away for comfort. I could feel their shivers as I drove back to the campsite.
After the rain and back at the campsite, guess who comes strolling with determination towards our tent? The dog hating Momma deer. Great. I took Pauli to the car and waited, but forgot my hot coffee on the picnic table. “Don’t mess with my coffee, Miss Momma of the Year!”
No trouble here, I’m just visiting! Hike on!